Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

As Death Eaters, these four people are just crazy, not stupid.

They were originally Voldemort's elite action team, so after entering Gringotts, it was easy to make a temporary invasion plan.

"Tell me what defenses there are in vault 555."

Before taking action, Rodolphus must first obtain information from Griphook.

Just like Lestrange set up a copying spell in his own vault, he believed that the other party, who was also the owner of the ancient vault, could not have no protective measures.

Notably, this vault previously belonged to the legendary alchemist Nick Flamel.

When it comes to setting traps, no one in the magic world can surpass the alchemists. Their protection of their alchemy workshops is insurmountable.

If the legendary alchemist Nick Flamel had placed one percent as much protection in his vault as his residence, they would have failed.

But Rodolphus knew a piece of news that basically every pure-blood family knew.

This news prompted him to make up his mind to rob vault No. 555.

The news is that the relationship between the legendary alchemist Nick Flamel and the goblins is extremely bad.

As Gringotts' most important asset, the lower treasury may not allow Nick Flamel to deploy a powerful alchemy circle.

Sure enough, the information from the goblin Griphook confirmed his suspicion.

"I have never entered this vault. As the vault of Gringotts' highest-level customer, this vault only allows Gringotts employees at supervisor and above to enter, and I am only a senior employee.

But I heard from my cousin, a goblin supervisor, that the only protection there was were the many flower pots.

What really protects this vault is to conduct a memory search on the goblins who enter the vault after the operation process is completed. "

"Memory search? Are you Gringotts so responsible?" Rabastan asked curiously,

The Goblin Director is considered a mid-level employee in Gringotts. I didn't expect that Gringotts would treat them so harshly.

"I also think this is unreasonable, but it was carried out by the president himself. It is said that it was ordered by the general manager, so even though everyone doesn't like to do this, they can only carry it out."

Rodolphus looked bright,

Sure enough, as he had guessed, there was no extremely dangerous alchemy circle inside the vault, just the so-called "many flower pots", which could not scare the four Death Eaters who had seen the big scene.

So Rodolphus arranged,

"Rabastan, you will control the pull tab later, pretend that our mine cart breaks down halfway, stop at the door of vault 555, and then use the pull tab to attract their attention. Bella and Rookwood, you and I will control it together. Those goblin supervisors.

Once we've plundered that pure-blood scum's vault, let these goblins take us out and remember what our true goal is! "

After speaking, Rodolphus looked at his wife. She was blushing with embarrassment and trying to stuff the gold cup into her collar.

Rodolphus looked sullen;

"Bella, be respectful to the master! If there is an emergency, take the master away."

Bella, who successfully stuffed the gold cup into her collar, said disdainfully,

"Of course, I will definitely take the master away from here."

Just as they planned, when the mine cart stopped near Vault 555, it attracted the ideas of several goblin supervisors acting as porters.

Griphook waved to several goblin managers, and finally parked the mine cart on the platform of vault No. 555.

"Hey, what are you doing! Is Vault 555 the place where a lowly employee like you should come?"

A goblin supervisor in a suit and tie said, arrogantly and completely without any awareness that they were doing manual labor at this time.

On the contrary, they seemed to think they were doing something great.

Griphook first spread his hands, then raised them in a French salute.

"My mine cart is broken down. It contains a distinguished guest that Mr. Lockson asked me to receive. Can I borrow your mine cart to take the guest out?"

Several goblin managers looked at each other, then laughed disdainfully,

"Dignified guest? Open your toad-like eyes and take a good look. Is your distinguished guest worthy of the mine cart behind us?"

Griphook followed the goblin supervisor's finger and looked over. It was a mine car that looked like a freight train. The five carriages were all made into car bodies.

Under the watchful eye of Griphook, one of the goblin supervisors walked up the makeshift wooden steps, which ended at one of the carriages.

The goblin supervisor untied the storage bag in his hand and tipped it downwards.

"Wow!" This is the sound of gold Gallons pouring out of the pocket.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding” is the sound of gold galleons colliding inside the mine cart body.

Then one body, two bodies,..., five bodies.

It was all filled with Galleons, and Griphook swallowed involuntarily.

"Do it!" Rabastan urged,

"I can't control this monster anymore!"

It turned out that due to the excessive stimulation, the Soul Imperius Curse was almost ineffective!

At this time, the goblin supervisors had their backs to Griphook's mine cart, and they were ready to laugh at the goblin employees who had never seen the world.

This gave several Death Eaters an opportunity to take advantage of,

"[Soul leaving body]"

Under the influence of a series of Imperius Curses, the goblins all became prisoners of the Death Eaters.

Rodolphus casually walked up to a goblin supervisor. Griphook was not qualified to enter the vault, so he might not know the internal structure of the vault or the specific situation inside.

But these goblin managers have been in there and may know some different information.

"Tell me about the protection inside," Rodolphus said to a goblin supervisor in a braided striped suit.

When the supervisor saw Rodolphus' question, he showed a humble smile and was extremely flattering.

"Yes, Mr. Weasley,"

Rodolphus used the Imperius Curse to make the goblin, whose name he didn't bother to ask, regard him as the most important person.

"The only defensive measures here are the flower pots you placed inside, and they have not been triggered so far."

Rodolphus raised his eyebrows, and indeed he got precious information.

"Oh? The defensive measures here were not made by Nick Flamel, but by that pure-blood scum. Apparently it was three years ago? He wasn't in his second year at that time, right?"

It feels stable.

How powerful can a second-year wizard be, even if he is a student of the legendary alchemist Nick Flamel?

Even if it were set to the most dangerous level in Rodolphus's mind, it would only be able to threaten ordinary elite wizards.

And the four of them, except him, are all good at fighting, so there is no need to worry about the dangers involved.

"Come on, take us in." Rodolphus ordered,

Several goblins in various suits bowed and saluted, leading the way.